Chapter 107: Chapter 107
Le Zhao loosened his clasped hands and walked towards Ding Xuan.
Originally, he intended to take advantage of the lighter rain to go to Shengxiang Restaurant to see if he could encounter that troublesome little fellow, but unexpectedly, he ran into this scene.
One must admit, the girl Duan Yunfei has set his sights on, though young in appearance, has a rather calm disposition.
Even when her background was looked down upon, she could still calmly retaliate. Truly impressive!
Seeing who was coming, Ding Xuan was somewhat flustered.
"With your panicked little demeanor, you’re no match for that young girl just now."
Le Zhao glanced in the direction Shen Qinglan had left, smirking as he spoke.
Ding Xuan felt dissatisfied but dared not rebuke.
The difference in status between Le Zhao and her was just like the gap between Shen Qinglan and her.
Le Zhao withdrew his gaze, nonchalantly saying to Ding Xuan, "If Duan Yunfei doesn’t fancy her, then he certainly wouldn’t fancy you."
Upon hearing this, Ding Xuan’s face turned alternately green and white.
Her lips trembled, unable to utter a single word.
It was obvious that Le Zhao was mocking her for being inferior to Shen Qinglan.
Le Zhao stretched lazily, disregarded Ding Xuan’s embarrassment, and walked past her.
After leaving, Shen Qinglan didn’t go to Shengxiang Restaurant but directly returned to Shen Mansion.
"With such heavy rain, where did you run off to? What if you caught a cold?"
As soon as she returned to the inner courtyard, Dong Yao pulled her into Shen Qingju’s room in the East Wing.
Shen Qinglan hesitated for a moment but eventually replied, "I went to work, but the rain was too heavy, so Shopkeeper Tang let me come back."
"So you went to work!"
Dong Yao sighed lightly, took the towel Shen Qingju handed over, and helped wipe the rain-soaked ends of her hair.
"Change into some dry clothes."
Shen Qingju handed her a set of garments and said, "These are the ones you left here, put them on first."
Shen Qinglan took them, changed in the bedroom, and then came out.
Dong Yao said, "Mother just went to the kitchen to make ginger soup, but Aunt Yang is already making some. She said she’ll bring it over for everyone soon. Remember to drink more to avoid catching cold."
"Mm!" Shen Qinglan nodded.
"Ah~" Dong Yao suddenly sighed, "This year’s weather is really something; it’s been raining heavily for several days in a row."
Shen Qinglan frowned, "Mother, hasn’t this happened in past years?"
Dong Yao nodded, "There was one time, back when I was thirteen or fourteen, about your age. The Dong Family Village was located downstream of the Yingyang River, and during those ten days of continuous rain, a flood occurred, homes were submerged, and many people from other villages died."
"If your grandfather hadn’t been smart and warned the village chief three days into the rain, and if the village chief hadn’t told everyone to leave, Dong Family Village might not have escaped that disaster."
At Dong Yao’s mention, Shen Qinglan recalled that her uncle lived downstream of the Yingyang River.
"Mother, what should we do? Uncle and his family are still in Dong Family Village!" Shen Qingju looked tense.
Dong Yao sighed lightly, "No matter what, we must inform your uncle."
She looked at her two daughters and said, "I came to let you know that tomorrow morning, your father and I will go to Dong Family Village to inform your uncle and aunt and tell your granduncle and third uncle as well."
"No need," Shen Qinglan said, "I’ll think of a way."
Although Shen Qinglan had been much more composed since regaining consciousness, she was still a child, and Dong Yao didn’t think she had any good solution. The best course of action, she figured, was for her to go personally. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
"Your father and I will take care of it!" Dong Yao said, looking hesitantly at Shen Qinglan. "It’s just... when the time comes, everyone will probably come here to stay. Qinglan won’t mind, right?"